I was laying behind my eyes.

First, I took my brain,
So I would stop the thoughts.
Second, I shut my mouth ,
So I wouldn’t cry for help.
Third, I cut my stomach,
So I would starve my death.
Fourth, I broke my legs,
So I wouldn’t run away.
Fifth, I freed my hands,
So I would keep my soul.
Sixth, I poked my eyes,
So I wouldn’t see the death of me.

I was flying above my head.